Beyond (2016–2018): Season 1, Episode 8 - Last Action Hero - full transcript

Previously on Beyond...

What have you been hiding?

Anil Vemuri?

We emailed about your
time working with Arthur.

You look just like her.

Just like who?

Your mother... Celeste.

Holden drew these.

This is where your brother was

when he was in his coma.

This guy has been involved
in youth-based charities.



Fort Reed Helping Hands.

- And it's run by Pastor...
- Pastor Ian Brockman.

- How much do you really know about Pastor Ian?
- Stop this!

We need to bring Holden in, now.

I'll need men and resources.

You'll have carte Blanche.

Holden, we gotta go.
Holden? Holden!

Willa.

What happened?

About 5:00 a.m. his vitals
started going haywire,

his blood pressure spiked...

and he woke up.

- He woke up?
- He said Holden woke him up.

Willa.



Where is he?

Arthur?

Willa! Willa! Willa!

I thought I'd lost you forever.

I don't understand.
What happened?

I was lost 'till
Holden woke me up.

He saved me, Willa.

Holden was in there with you?

No. He was here
in the real world.

But he experienced something...

a disruption.

Holden's connection with the Realm is
stronger than I could have realized.

Uh, about the machine...

Holden destroyed it.

Daniel already told me.

Willa. I need
to see Holden.

Where is he?

Keep applying pressure.

You're gonna be okay. A bullet in the
shoulder ain't nobody's idea of fun,

- but it ain't going to kill you.
- No hospitals! They'll find me.

- We can't.
- We're not going to a hospital.

Not after what I saw
you do back there,

after what I saw those
guys try to do to you.

Something happened to me
while I was in the coma.

Whatever you got to tell me can wait
'till after we've fixed you up.

Sound good?

You're gonna be okay.

You want to be a farmer?

- Here's a couple of "achers."
Here's a couple of "achers."

Dekker, the next one I'll hurt.

- Hey, I need bandages...
- A lot of bandages...

Rubbing alcohol, some forceps,

and a suture kit.

A suture kit?

Or a sterile thread and a
surgical needle of some sort.

Fishing accident.

Looks like you needed
a bigger boat.

Um, alcohol and
bandages, aisle 3...

forceps, aisle 5 and...

let me look for that suture kit.

Any luck with that suture kit?

Pop quiz, hotshot.

You've got a bleeding passenger
in that shot-up sedan,

a gun in the small of your back,

and you come in here
asking for items

that could only mean
self-surgery,

and now I've got you
dead to rights.

So, what do you do? Huh?

What do you do?

Are you seriously quoting
the movie Speed right now?

Jeff!

It's not what you think it is.

What do you think I think it is?

That me and my friend
are some kind of criminals.

Don't tell me.

You're good people
caught in a bad situation?

Actually, yeah.
That's exactly what this is.

So you're Mickey Rourke
in Desperate Hours,

running from the law.

Or maybe you need money
for your friend's sex surgery,

like Al Pacino in
Dog Day Afternoon.

What?

Look, lady, my friend has
a bullet in his shoulder.

Then take him to the hospital.

I can't!

There are people chasing us.
They're... bad guys.

Three Days of the Condor,
Parallax View,

Enemy of the State?
Which is it?

Look, I don't even know half
of those movies, all right?

My name is Jeff McArdle.

I served two tours
in the US Army.

The guy in the car
is Holden Matthews.

He has a family in Fort Reed,
that cares about him...

and... he didn't ask
for any of this.

Please.

Hands up!

Turn around, slowly.

Slower, like a snail
on Quaaludes.

Now move to the counter.

No.

No?

You don't want to help? Fine!

But I am walking out that door
with these bandages,

and the only way you're stopping
me is by pulling that trigger.

Pull your car around back.

We'll unload your friend

and I'm going to help
you take the bullet out.

But if you turn
into Dennis Hopper,

I will shoot you!

I promise you, I'm Keanu Reeves.

Look, will you drop it? It's just
a road trip to an observatory.

It's just weird.

You asked for Beth McCoy's
birth certificate

and a urine sample, before
we went to frigging prom!

Well, you were 17 years old,
Holden's not.

Stop with the
older-brother syndrome!

What, no fresh-squeezed
orange juice?

You should be making
me breakfast,

before I go to work.

I am looking for a job.

Really?

Yeah. I even got rejected by
that Fro-yo place at the mall,

because I don't speak Spanish...
in Kansas!

Buenos Dias.

Honey.

At the interview they asked me

if I could be any type of animal,
what kind of animal would I be?

How is that relevant
for frozen yogurt?

Are you wearing
Tom's aftershave?

Oh, I guess so.

I just found it
in the medicine cabinet.

I wish you wouldn't.

- Ow!
- Oh.

Yes, I'm still on hold.
Did you find the file?

He's a 17-year-old
homeless boy,

and he has
a pregnant girlfriend.

I'm his social worker.

I'm just trying to get him
into a vocational tech school.

Yes. I'll hold... again!

A force of nature, your mom.

She seems frazzled this morning.

Just this morning?

So, is... this
a regular thing?

Semi-regular.

After you went to college,
Luke, your mother and I...

You know what? I...

I don't want to know.

You know, down at Helping
Hands, we could...

Look, Ian...

I respect your hustle to try to get folks
to volunteer for your charity, but...

We can pay you.

Like a real job.

And, if you think the girls
at church are cute...

You in?

Sí, señor.

The plan was sound.

Might have gone down the same way even
if McArdle hadn't crashed the party.

I'm bringing them in,
come hell or high water.

Are you there?
Shoemacher?

I'm listening.

I'm just waiting for you to tell
me how you plan to fix it.

- Holden got plugged.
- Ergo, we have a literal

blood trail to follow.

Like breadcrumbs.

Safe to assume they're
not going to a hospital.

Don't confuse
assumptions with facts.

I've called every hospital
within a hundred miles.

No Holdens.
No John Does.

Sending one of my people
in person to double check.

Well, McArdle's seen combat.

Probably seen his fair share

of gunshot wounds.

If he's planning on cutting out the bullet
himself, they'll still need supplies.

Every hen-house,
outhouse, doghouse?

No.

There's only two farm-towns
within spitting distance.

Options are limited.

You have to ask yourself,
"Where would you go

if you needed to
patch up a bullet wound?"

Especially if you didn't want to
draw any undue attention.

Exactly.

And the girl?

Oh, I'm not worried
about Charlie.

I've a pretty good idea
where she's headed.

And hey, worse come to worse,

we know Holden has to
come home sometime.

How is he?

He's in and out.

You ever dig out a bullet
in your Zero Dark Thirty days?

Not exactly.

So, what, you were
just going to wing it?

Yeah, I...

I think I have an idea.

You keep fighting.
You hear me, Holden?

No. I think forceps and bandages are
going to be a lot more handy than...

Ronin and Black Hawk Down?

Two of the best self-surgery
scenes in the movies.

This isn't a movie!

It kinda is.

At times like, this I really
miss Fort Reed, Kansas.

The smell of those cinnamon
rolls on Maplewood Street.

Luke and I, we...

we used to like
Butch and Sundance.

We'd always freeze-frame during shootouts,
just like the end of the movie.

I miss him.

We'll get you home.

Our wizard in the hot-air
balloon isn't far away now.

Don't suppose there's any chance that
your friend's an actual wizard, is there?

Just asking.

It means
"Don't let them in."

I hope "them" doesn't mean us.

These temples are safe havens.

You know that.

What's so special
about this one?

Arthur?

I've found... someone.

Holden, this is Arthur...

my grandfather.

Grandfather?

I've been waiting
to meet you, Holden.

I need you to hold the wound open and
keep pressure on the top of the leg.

Yurek, you're going to take the
feet and a flashlight. On my count.

You're full of pain killers.

Get the bullet out,

sew you up and
get you back home.

Call my parents.

Tell them I'm okay.

Okay?

You got it.

And if something happens,

contact Willa with my phone.

Nothing's going to happen.
You hear me?

How we doing with the supplies?

They make it look so easy.

You're cleaning
that wound, right?

Sorry, buddy,
this is going to burn.

Willa said you could
get me home.

It's not up to me, Holden.

It's up to you.

He survived the Wilds.
Most people don't.

Doesn't mean the Realm
is done with him.

It's purpose is
to derail your odyssey.

My... odyssey?

Death is what
gives life meaning.

But the two must
always remain separate.

Wow! Hope that fortune
cookie was delicious.

My life's purpose

is dedicated to preventing
humankind from reaching too far,

crossing a bridge that
should never be crossed.

You can help me
prevent a catastrophe.

And, Holden,

when you succeed,

you'll wake up
in that hospital bed

and you can go back
to your life.

Back to Butch and Sundance.

Okay, so...

I'm here to help
prevent something,

somewhere, and you need a guide?

I need to ask more of you.

But first...

there's important preparation.

When do we start?

Holden finally remembered.

He never wants to
go back in the Realm.

He has to go back. We need
Holden to finish the job.

Frost is interfering in
the Realm, sending people in.

He's very close.

You mean your former partner?

The man you
built the machine with?

I found the tapes...

in your safe.

You kept a lot from me.

Celeste.

My mother.

You lied about who she was.

My whole life I had no idea.

Not even her name.

I had to find out from one of
your old research assistants.

I... I did it
to protect you.

To protect me?

From what?

From the truth?

What happened to my mother?

When your mother
went into her coma,

the only thing that kept me going
was the hope that she might wake up

and see you, Willa.

But it just wasn't meant to be.

Frost couldn't accept it.

He thought he could
bring her back himself.

He attached Celeste
to that machine...

and he killed her.

Isaac Frost is my father,
isn't he?

Is that why you kept him
from me for all these years?

I didn't need
to keep Isaac away.

He never once asked to see you.

Lidocaine HCL,
a local anesthetic.

It should numb the pain.

What movie did you see that in?

No movie.
I'm a pharmacist.

- All right.
- Hand me the forceps.

All right. Now I need
you to grab that clamp

and pry the wound open.

You want me to pry the what?

I need you to make the incision
wider, to extract the bullet.

Just like Josh Hartman.

- Black Hawk Down.
- Yeah.

Now I'll...
I'll get the bullet,

and you mop up any
excess blood with the bandages.

Hey, this is real life,
not a movie!

I don't do real life.

My friend is in trouble,

and I need your help.

You've got this.

All right.

Reach into the flames.

Open your mind.
Allow yourself to surrender.

You won't feel a thing.

Ow!

You said that wouldn't hurt!

You stuck your hand
in fire, Holden.

What did you expect?

Do it again.

Is it out? Are you done?
Is he fine?

Almost there.
Hey, you're doing great.

What the hell is that?

The pain is
in your mind, Holden.

It's just a recollection.

Couldn't you have me just...

I don't know...
Wax a car?

Willa's seen you
manipulate the elements.

This fire is no different.

Ah! Got it!

Hold down on the wound
as hard as you can.

Let me do that. I used to sew
up holes in my dad's clothes.

Okay. Hold him still
while I do this.

Why are...

Why are we leaving the temple?

Willa?

Surviving in the Realm

is more than just
manipulating the elements.

It's about preparing
your mind for the dangers.

I've seen those dangers.

No.

You haven't.

What am I looking for?

Arthur?

Arthur?

He's burning up.

Go grab the ice packs

out of the refrigerator
behind the counter.

Glad to see the kid sleeping.

Five doses of Oxycodone
will do that.

You're pretty cool under fire.

For a small-town
pharmacist.

For anybody.

I've been in
tight situations before.

Today, you definitely
had my six.

I mean my...

I know what "six" means.

Lydia, by the way.
My name is Lydia.

I can see that.

- I'm Jeff-
- McArdle.

Yeah. You said, earlier.

And that's Holden Matthews.

Who's after your friend?

Guys with guns.

Part of a cult or...

religious zealots maybe.

The Da Vinci Code,
or Rosemary's Baby?

I think these guys fall outside
the Judeo-Christian spectrum.

Forgot to call his folks.

Told him I'd
tell them he's okay.

That's the front door buzzer.

I put the "gone fishing"
sign up, but...

somebody must really
want their dope.

Hi, Gladys.

I know you came for your medication,
but it won't be ready until tomorrow.

No. I remember
you said Thursday.

Today is Wednesday, Gladys.

Wednesday?

He's shown

full compliance
with his parole officer.

You know what?
You've been a tremendous help.

I'm just going to call Murray directly.
He's an old friend of mine.

Knowing Murray,
I'm sure he will fire you.

But you should have thought about
that before you pissed me off!

Sorry.

Sometimes it's
like pulling teeth.

Thank you so much
for cleaning up.

Hey, growing up, we had a rule:

If you weren't in the kitchen cooking,
you were in the kitchen cleaning.

I should have that put on a
plaque and put it on the wall.

Tom and the boys were
hopeless in that department.

- How is Tom?
- He's fine. He's...

It's complicated.

He's hanging out
with Jeff McArdle now,

if that's any indication.

Jeff, the war vet.

Yeah, he's come
to church on occasion.

Never says much.

Can you blame him?

He served two tours in Iraq.

Yeah. Maybe he'd be interested
in the discussion group.

What would you discuss with him?

Well, losing his
brother recently,

He may need to
open up about life...

and life lost.

And consider the important obstacles
that come between the two.

Sometimes it helps with healing.

Sure.

I'm sure a war vet
could benefit from that.

Mission accomplished!

Spotless.

Is this how bullets that go
into people normally look?

No. Definitely not.

Looks like it melted.

What if I told you "insane"
was working 50 hours a week

in some office for 50 years, at the end
of which they tell you to piss off,

ending up in some
retirement village,

hoping to die before
suffering the indignity

of trying to make it
to the toilet on time?

Wouldn't you consider
that to be insane?

All right, Lydia, give it up.

What's with the
action movie Jones?

I don't know.

Doesn't everyone worship
at the holy trinity

of Stallone, Willis,
and Schwarzenegger?

Everyone over 40, yeah.

Wait! Van Damme didn't
make the cut?

Aha! So you're
in the closet too.

Never hate on the
Muscles from Brussels.

Ever see Bloodsport?

Only 900 times!

But... I'm not a
movie guy any more.

Who is these days?

My dad would be yelling at
the screen, with all this...

franchise superhero stuff.

They're barely movies.

They're definitely
not real life.

But you don't do real life.

Well, real life sucks...

most of the time.

Hey.

Hey.

Hey! Thanks for the backup.

You seemed fine to me.

Okay. Okay. I see
what you're doing.

You push me to my breaking point
so I'll find my true potential?

I guess you've got it
all figured out.

Look, I say Karate Kid,
all of them.

I'm a Miyagi aficionado.
I get how this works.

What I don't get is
what the hell I'm training for!

You are supposed to control this
place, not let it control you.

I could have been killed!

If you'd have been killed, it would prove
you're not the one we're looking for.

- So you're willing
to let me die?

Do it, Holden. Do it!

Let the fire inside you rage.

No holding back.

Let out your true self, Holden.

Do it, Holden.
Do it. Do it now.

You wanted to lose control...

but you stopped it.

- That's a sign of strength.
- Yeah.

I have to use that strength
to go back in, don't I?

That's... where I have to go,
what I have to face to get home.

Quickly now.
There's more to do.

What about all
that crap you said about...

preventing humankind
from reaching too far?

Because, honestly, this...

This all feels way too far.

Not for you.

You're the one, Holden.

I knew Gandalf was
going to say that.

Here you go.

Is it your first time here?

Like a virgin.

Pastor Ian's a, um...

friend of my mom's.

Said he was going to
put me on the payroll.

Wait! You're getting paid?

Which I assume you're not.

Don't I feel like a total loser!

It's fine.
A guy's got to eat.

I've been volunteering
for a few months.

My whole family does.

My family's group activity
usually involves

resentment and lasagna.

Funny!

Not really.

You're the one whose
brother was in a coma?

Ian's mentioned him before,

here at the charity,
but also in group.

Group?

Oh.

I thought...

There's this support group...

They're called Hollow Sky...

For people who have
lost loved ones.

My older brother died.

But Ian showed us
how to transform our pain

into something... positive.

Beyond this world.

Sorry about your brother.

That pin?

Is that what it represents?

Now it's yours.

I, uh... I don't...

It's okay. No, it's yours.

- It has special meaning for you.
- They have hundreds of them in the back room.

Here.

Thanks.

You still close
with your old man?

My dad died when I was sixteen.

- I'm sorry. I didn't mean...
- It's okay.

I got emancipated,

got my own place.
Even got this job.

But... you don't have your dad.

Well, I've got Chuck...

and Clint,

and Mel, and Nick.

The "Holy Trinity."

I get it.

Dad loved them.

I know you think I'm weird...

hero worship, and all that.

But it sucks to think that
when no one is in control,

bad stuff happens.

There's no rhyme or reason
for any of it.

Exactly!

Why do I watch the
same stuff over and over?

Because I always know what
my guys are going to do.

You're safe with them.

I get that.

But you...

Your friend needed you to dig
a bullet out of his shoulder,

so you dug a bullet
out of his shoulder.

You don't wait for
things to happen to you.

Yeah. Well...

can't save everybody.

That's for sure.

I learned that the hard way.

I lost my little brother
not too long ago.

He was Holden's best friend
when we were kids.

Sorry.

No. Me and my bro,
we weren't close.

He was the good college student.

I was the guy inventing
new ways to screw up.

I... I always tried
to protect him, but...

bad stuff happened anyways.

But now...

now I've got to
be here for Holden.

I'm going where
the universe tells me.

Universe, my ass!

Who needs a higher power?

Jeff McArdle and his...

gnarly, yet disarmingly
attractive scar

has got it handled.

What's so special
about him anyway?

Still trying to figure that out.

- Like Morpheus does in The Matrix.
- Haven't seen it.

Gladys Feldman

must have forgotten she came by.

Or it's Thursday.

Sorry, sir. We're closed.

Really? I've got
this huge headache.

It's a migraine actually.

Sorry. Can't help you.

- Try the Piggly Wiggly
down the street.

I will.

Thank you.

Jackpot!

Pharmacy's closed
when it shouldn't be.

Pill pusher's blood on her coat.

So what's the plan?
We go in and grab 'em?

No. We drive off,

act like we're
going to the Piggly Wiggly.

But we're not going
to the Piggly Wiggly?

No. We're not going
to the Piggly Wiggly.

We're going to circle the block and
park in that alley over there.

Then what?

Smoke 'em if you've got 'em.

Those people looking
for you and Holden,

- I think they found you.
- Who was at the door?

Forty-ish, definitely
an early '70s vibe

as far as villains go.

Glasses, shifty eyes,
sweaty brow,

and an ugly yellow jacket.

Hey. I think he's
coming down off his high.

Hey, buddy, if you can hear me,
now's a good time to wake up.

Holden, wake up! Holden!

Cool logo.

Is that your company?

No. It's not my company.

I don't even really have a job.

Oh, thought it was some hip
startup I should know about.

Next.

I'll get a...

large Nutella, blended, with
extra cream and caramel, please.

- I seem to have misplaced my wallet.
- I got it.

Ring me up for his
delicious-sounding dessert-drink,

and a double espresso for me.

Thank you. That's
very nice of you.

It's my pleasure.

Oh, is that yours?

Smooth!

- Here.
- No. Keep it.

Put it towards
your next startup.

They're trying to smoke us out.
You stay here with him.

Where are you going?

To find them before
they find us.

Little hand says
it's time to rock and roll.

Sit tight.
I'll be right back.

I can't... I can't do this.

Where's the kid?

He in the back room?

Pop quiz, hotshot.

You have a gun on my friend,

and I have
a .44 magnum on you.

What do you do?

Lydia, come on now.

I tell you what you're gonna do.

You're gonna
turn around, slowly.

Slower!

Really?

I bet you don't even
know how to u... ooh!

Is that not how you use it?

- Hey. Go check on Holden, Okay?
- Okay.

And don't lock me out, in case
I decide to wander back.

Hey.

I think dad would be proud.

Yippee-ki-yay, mother...

Yeah. I actually built
a phone app in high school.

But when I finished, there was already
four other apps just like it.

Yeah.
That's what happens.

Tough racket.

I'm stuck
visiting family, but...

if you are looking for a job, I might
be able to tug on a string or two.

That's insanely nice of you.

Well, what can I say?

I like to pay it forward.

Good new?

Big contract.

I wasn't sure
we were going to land.

Anyway, I am happy to help.

Good luck.

Thanks.

Ow!

Jesus.

At last.

Just had to
follow the breadcrumbs.